NEXT RUN | 14 July 2025 Run 2345 from the New Sydney Hotel 87 Bathurst St., Hobart Hare: Bad News Cost: $5 Buy own Meal & Drinks
RECEDING HARELINE
Run No.
Date
Hare Apparent
On On
2346
21 July
Grizzly
Paddy Wagon, Glenorchy
2347
28 July
Lord Limp
TBA
2348
4 August
Sugar Babe
TBA
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KEEPING THE BASTARDS HONEST
Hares in 2025-26. Make sure that your name appears on this list at least once! (Twice if you’re a Co-Hare†)
Cant Stop
Sir Eve
Eveready
Growler
Sonar
Rigor Mortis
In the Raw
Arse Cutter
Steptoe
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RUN 2343 REPORT
Did you know? The Garrington Park Estate that we ran/walked through on Monday Night was the former site of the K&D Brickworks factory that closed in 2012 after EPA and other concerns. There had been a brickworks on the site since about 1850. I would hate to guess at how many bricks were made there over the years and how many Hobart buildings still have them from long ago.
I quite enjoy coming to the Maypole Hotel as they do have great food and usually some fine beers on tap. Not to be outdone this time, they had a lovely Breheney Bros Tasmanian Co Op Stout. A pint of this should keep me going for the run. Quick peruse of the Menu and I was told there was only 1 Guinness Pie left available. I eyed off the Bangers and Mash but went for the Large Meat lovers Pizza. All sorted, Stout finished.
Steptoe got in 2 minutes early and tried to get the pack to shut up enough to tell us about the run. Finally after about 2 minutes it calmed down enough to tell us it was out the door and the trail started over near the Pizza Hut.
Although a smaller pack than most runs lately, we were all bunched up at the lights, waiting to cross. This was a good opportunity for the Emergency Flash.
Up Forster Street and into Garrington Park Estate and an FT. The runners had bolted through here already, leaving to walkers to also do the FT. Once we were coming back, calls of “Turn your Lights Off” came from In the Raw. Obviously trying to get some better Photos. Runners split here and the walkers headed towards the back of the Calvary Hospital.
As can be seen in the Full selection of photos, there seems to be a bit of a theme towards the photographer. There is a lot of Finger Shots!
Hope Street and Pedder Street had us back to the Main Rd. Across and up some clever Laneways. I can see why the Flash was being given the Finger. How rude of In the Raw to liken Wee Willie Winkie to an Antique.
Some more small loops and it was down Pirie Street to the On-Home. A well thought out trail for the Virgin Hare Steptoe. The only real drawback is not thinking of Hashers like children and some clearer direction arrows at each road intersection.
Another Pint of Stout and the Food arrived when everyone was ready and back. Shortly after the Lip session was done and dusted. The Pie looked good again (not just a crust topping), my Pizza disappeared and Governor Honkers was in heaven.
I Quote Governor Honkers: “If I was on Death Row and had to have a last meal, I would have the Maypole Bratwurst Sausages, Creamy Mash and Onion Gravy always”. It did look smashing with 3 sausages.
On! On! Sir Eve
SKOLS – Stunned Mullet
The Hare: Steptoe. Nice big arrows, Needed more arrows at intersections, well thought out trail for a Virgin Hare.
Country Members: Stunned Mullet and Archie
Naming: Archie now known as Ninja Nuisance.
Grass Roots and Ginger Nuts: Stealing cane pot stands on the run
Ginger Nuts: fell over skating at MyState arena, broke hand
Skolls from the floor:
Ginger Nuts: The sling was over the other arm when she came in.
Stunned Mullet: No visible Hash gear
Triple K: I don’t know where the trail goes from here, standing on the mark.
Offal and Cracker: Birthdays on Friday
Prickit: thinking about the environment, a collection of cans, pity they are empty
Stunned Mullet: Trying to get his car burnt down, ute parked with Abetz sign.
Doctors say penis is the greatest breakfast because it has a mushroom head, a hotdog, two eggs and cream, which provides all the nutrients necessary to make a woman healthy.
A father and son went hunting together for the first time. The father said, “Stay here and be very QUIET. I’ll be across the field.”
A little while later, the father heard a bloodcurdling scream and ran back to his son. “What’s wrong?” the father asked. “I told you to be quiet.”
The boy answered, “Look, I was quiet when the snake slithered across my feet. I was quiet when the bear breathed down my neck. I didn’t move a muscle when the skunk climbed over my shoulder. I closed my eyes and held my breath when the wasp stung me. I didn’t cough when I swallowed the gnat. I didn’t swear or scratch when the poison oak started itching. But when the two squirrels crawled up my trouser leg and one of them said, ‘Should we eat them here or take them with us?’ well, I guess I just panicked.”
Sam and Becky are celebrating their 50th wedding anniversary when Sam says to Becky, “Becky, I was wondering if you’ve ever cheated on me?” Becky replies, “Oh, Sam, why would you ask such a question now? You don’t want to ask that question…” “Yes, Becky, I really want to know. Please…” “Well, all right, three times…” “Three, hmmm. When were they?” “Well, Sam, remember when you were 35 years old and you really wanted to start that business on your own and no bank would give you a loan? Remember, one day the bank manager himself came over to the house and signed the loan papers, no questions asked…” “Oh, Becky, you did that for me! I respect you even more than ever, to do such a thing for me. So when was number two?” “Well, Sam, remember when you had that last heart attack and you needed that very tricky operation, and no surgeon would touch you? Then remember how Dr. Morris came all the way up here to do the surgery himself and then you were in good shape again…” “I can’t believe it, Becky, that you would do such a thing for me, to save my life… I couldn’t have a more wonderful wife… All right then, when was the third time?” “Well, Sam, remember a few years ago when you really wanted to be president of the fishing club and you were 97 votes short…”
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